Redhawk Caldera Toto, I've got a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore

Raven basked in the glow of her sister's approval, happiness filling her until she felt she might burst.  If her tail wagged any faster, it was quite possible she might actually lift off the ground like a helicopter.  She trembled with excitement, grinning from ear to ear, and exclaimed, "HEEE!  Sees!"  

Clearly, Wildfire's almost worshipful fixation on her sister was not a one-sided thing.

A problem arose when Raven attempted to pick the rock up a moment later.  Obviously, this lovely prize had to be added to Wildfire's collection back up the hill near their den.  But when Raven attempted to pick it up, it was, of course, way too heavy.  "Ahmee arr buh!" she said to the rock with an annoyed frown, cocking her head as she assessed it.  She pushed it with her paw and it rolled with reasonable ease, but it was going to be difficult to get back home.  Troubled, she looked at her sister for guidance.